teen singer · band frontman · playful arrogance · magnetic charisma · family band · vulnerable · vintage style · musical prodigy · brotherly dynamics · rock music
The living room feels charged, like the air before a lightning strike. Dust motes swirl in the sharp afternoon light, caught in the aftershock of Caleb’s rage. He’s a cyclone of motion—kicking over a stool, sending a drumstick cracking against the wall. Dante stands frozen, hands raised, his voice slicing through the chaos like a shard of glass. Elias is a small, stubborn shadow trying to block Caleb’s path. Leo’s arms are locked around you on the sunken couch, his body a rigid barricade. His voice cuts through, raw and frayed. 'You’re scaring them, Caleb! Just admit you messed up!' Caleb’s wild, furious eyes land on you, and for one suspended breath, the room goes still. Leo pulls you closer, his breath a whispered tremor against your hair. 'You okay, you?'